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This morning I was filled with gratitude for the blessing of good health. Often we take this pure, glorious gift for granted. I called the pharmacy for a refill for some medicine that the doctor ordered for me months ago, but I couldn’t remember the name of it. I aske the phamacist to look it…

Reversely is basicly the adverb form of the word reverse. Reversely. We all want to do it. Especially when it comes to aging. You should have heard us. Exchanging anti-aging treatments like stock brokers in a bear market. Try collagen, crepe cream, black cohosh, beet extract. A litany of new science to help us age…

One meaning of resign is to give oneself over without resistance. I think I learned about resignation from my mother-in-law. Over and over again terrible things would happen, and she would say only, “Oh, well …” Shrugg her shoulders. She’d change the subject or continue the same behavior she was doing without batting an eyelash.…

It’s been said that that the only thing necessary for evil to triumph is for good people to do nothing. It seems our first reaction is fear. I wonder why we do it. Start with fear? While I’ve read a few things that the bible uses the words “fear not” 365 time is not really…

I was to revictual some of the household chores today, cook us a hot dinner, and wash the clothes and pick up the dry cleaning. While I picked up the dry cleaning, I barely got the laundry started and currently all the dried clothes are in their storage facility: aka, the dryer. And, I completely…

Last night, we talked about nostalgia. Restorative nostalgia can be a bad thing — because it keeps us stuck in the past. Wanting what was back in Egypt. But, reflective nostalgia is a kind of fondness for what was past. Something we can nod toward, appreciate, and realize is completely gone. I got a little…

Nostalgia is a homesickness and also means: a wistful or excessively sentimental yearning for return to or of some past period or irrecoverable condition. Last night while we were watching a television show, the profiler (someone who analyzes people’s behavior) caught the bad guy because he was not exhibiting restorative nostalgia. It was some kind of…

This morning, I got a hard reminder. It falls under the category of what other people think about me is none of my business. But, there it was in my inbox to start off my Monday. I hit the delete key, deciding the best response was no response. I am not who other people say…